Veiled In Secrets

Given the assignment in English 3 AP to write a poem giving ourselves a name that describes something about ourselves such as “Eats Too Much” or “Smiles When Sad,” I wrote this poem describing my hidden insecurities about life. We were told to decorate our assignment to be hung on the classroom wall, so I used my Photoshop abilities to make it all pretty. If you can’t see the image, the written poem follows.

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Relic She’s Become

This was the first assignment I was given in this little class I attended at the Public Library. Read a few paragraphs from the book, Cold Mountain, describing this goat woman, and rearranged the words to form a poem, throwing in a few of my own here and there.

Living so remote,
The woman observes the world with blue eyes, still bright.
The contentious world but a fading memory,
As is she.
Her mind still grasping a picture of herself some decades previous,
Only grooming her long, pale, cobweb hair by feel,
Never glancing at her reflection.
Only the sagging, puckering folds of hide about her eyes and jowls
Meet her fingertips and brindle across her brow.
With pink cheeks and a mind turned only toward God’s finer productions,
She lives, unaware of the relic she’s become.

Our Place

Another poem…I know I am not the best poet, but this was an assignment, and I was just thinking…So, here you go.

There is a place that only he and I know of…
Our place and no one else’s.
It resides deep in the forest,
Waiting there, alone and hidden.
Birds sing sweetly around with chirps and tweets.
Squirrels explore, climbing about the many trees.
Insects live, constantly moving about.
In this place, there is a bench, aged and lonely.
It has heard many songs composed by the birds,
It has felt many fingers caress its wooden surface,
It has offered a place to rest to many explorers.
With a rough exterior, formed from experiences,
It finds comfort in the forest, hidden from the world.
In this place, many memories reside.
A few of our own have been added,
Unseen and unheard to all, but us.
Warm feelings of joy have been felt here.
Sweet fragrances of the crimson petals and ferns fill our souls and lighten our hearts.
A breeze sweeps through and whispers across my skin,
Tickling me with its cool, soft breath.
This wind, untamed and free to roam, gently persuades the trees from side to side,
Allowing them to sing out through creaks and moans.
This place is our place…
Shielding our memories and keeping them safe,
Until the next time we return with smiles upon our faces,
Remembering and reliving…

Dead Hope

I found an online poetry contest thing and although I haven’t written poetry for years as I’m not very good in that area, I decided to give it a shot just because I don’t have much time for anything else right now. I recently found out that I am pretty good with iambic pantameter though… I managed to scribble this down while I was babysitting today just thinking over some things…Also, note that I have no idea how punctuation in poetry works.

Arrangement of Poems (6th Grade)

Ah-ha! I have found it! This new short story that I will have posted soon is an idea based off of this un-editted poem which I wrote back in sixth grade. I wrote it origanally in my free time, but then turned it in for a grade when we were assigned to write a collection of poems. Here is the poem, Winter Night, along with all of the others that were part of the assignment.

Wintry Nothing (7th Grade)

This is a poem that I found stashed in my bookshelf that I wrote for my English class in seventh grade. This is a clue to my upcoming new short story.

If you go outside on a cold winter night,
Then you will see nothing at all in your sight.
If you look up into the deep, dark sky,
Then you might see dancing stars with your eye.

They dance with each other or dance alone.
They dance as if with only one tone.
But if you look around there is nothing there,
Nothing at all, anywhere.

You glance around and suddenly realize,
That there is nothing here but stars and skies…

Airiokko Poems (7th Grade)

Here are all the poems that I wrote about two years ago for my neopets characters, Airiokko and Verlanith the lupe and gallion, and Snowfiss the lupess. Check out their pages or stories to find out more about them. All of these poems are written from Airiokko’s point of view.